I look at him, sitting there watching TV, laughing his heart out, enjoying the movie, focusing on a game… I tell myself, do I exist in his thoughts, mind, feelings, and life…
Sometimes I feel I am a gadget, a visual in the corner, and a third wheeler! but who is the second?
Are you happy? Do you remember me? Do you still love me?
Thoughts, words, and lonely feelings…

I wonder, do men feel the same about us? and how would you feel if those were a man’s thought “I WONDER WHETHER SHE KNOWS HOW I FEEL”!